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Yes, I am alive
okay.
I worked Friday night midnight to 8am. Got home in time to collapse for a nice four hours of sleep. Got up, drove someone somewhere, came home, took a bath, packed. Lazed for a bit, called Darlene back, since I'd missed her earlier.
Got picked up.
Y'see, there was this bachelorette party on Saturday night. We got up there about 7ish, I lugged a painfully heavy bag up to the hotel suite... The party was at Harrah's casino. I had no idea they had a hotel there.
We sat around and drank, then went down and ate, then gambled some. Came back to the room for a really really sad stripper (he didn't even have his own tape player...). Laughed at him. Drank. Went back down and gambled MORE. Came back to the room about 3am to drink some more and sit around talking until 6am.
Got up at 9:30ish.
Packed, cleaned up the suite. And Darlene and I drove back to her place, since she's living with Mike right now, and there was a meeting of the newest ship/club there. Mike's the captain. Oh. And Mike and Darlene are the happy couple.
So. Sat round Mike and Darlene's, had the meeting, started the BBQ. And then mom showed up to pick me up.
We had a quick toast to Mary Anna, who we'd all known, then I went off home.
Got home, spent an hour waiting for dad, then drove to Applebees for some sort of family dinner/Father's/Mother's day thing with my brother and his wife and kid.
FINALLY came home about 8pm. I tried to hop on LJ to say hi. Couldn't. ICQ'd Bev. Called work, said I wasn't coming in, sorry. Went upstairs and collapsed.
Slept 13 hours, and I still feel like crap... sigh.
Oh, well.
So. That was my exciting weekend.
Still feeling tired, really. sigh.
byebye
I worked Friday night midnight to 8am. Got home in time to collapse for a nice four hours of sleep. Got up, drove someone somewhere, came home, took a bath, packed. Lazed for a bit, called Darlene back, since I'd missed her earlier.
Got picked up.
Y'see, there was this bachelorette party on Saturday night. We got up there about 7ish, I lugged a painfully heavy bag up to the hotel suite... The party was at Harrah's casino. I had no idea they had a hotel there.
We sat around and drank, then went down and ate, then gambled some. Came back to the room for a really really sad stripper (he didn't even have his own tape player...). Laughed at him. Drank. Went back down and gambled MORE. Came back to the room about 3am to drink some more and sit around talking until 6am.
Got up at 9:30ish.
Packed, cleaned up the suite. And Darlene and I drove back to her place, since she's living with Mike right now, and there was a meeting of the newest ship/club there. Mike's the captain. Oh. And Mike and Darlene are the happy couple.
So. Sat round Mike and Darlene's, had the meeting, started the BBQ. And then mom showed up to pick me up.
We had a quick toast to Mary Anna, who we'd all known, then I went off home.
Got home, spent an hour waiting for dad, then drove to Applebees for some sort of family dinner/Father's/Mother's day thing with my brother and his wife and kid.
FINALLY came home about 8pm. I tried to hop on LJ to say hi. Couldn't. ICQ'd Bev. Called work, said I wasn't coming in, sorry. Went upstairs and collapsed.
Slept 13 hours, and I still feel like crap... sigh.
Oh, well.
So. That was my exciting weekend.
Still feeling tired, really. sigh.
byebye